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I'm managing it fine as is, you know.

[RESIGNED THOUGH...why does everyone he like love to meddle as hard as he does]

It's not about your capability.

[ He stops where Charon left off, waiting for him to add the final divot to close the rune. ]

...

[another, deeper sigh]

Should you destroy his Rune, that would be an acceptable mutual solution.

[and he draws the final line.]

Works for me. A jackass demon doesn't get to claim you.

[ Aaaand, he fills in the last of the blood. ]

[At first, nothing happens. It's all very anticlimatic.

But then, the blood begins to seep into the rune, as if being drank up. The surrounding area gets pulled in too, moisture from nearby grass, making it go brown and yellow, and any surrounding snow is sucked in as well. Mysteriously, as characteristic with most rituals, the sky *doesn't* briefly turn red. . .

But just as all the blood and moisture is sucked in, the rune glows and SOMETHING rises out of it--]

[it's hard to tell due to the...snow...but this seems to be the same tree Blossom summoned all those weeks ago. Huh.]

Oh? You are not the priestess.

[oh my god. bows to it, shallow and polite]

...no. We are both shepherds, come to call on you for what you might know of this pasture.

[ WTF........... IT'S CUTE ]

I'm Minuet.

[ points ]

That's Charon.

[snow head turns to regard them with soulless coal eyes]

I see, you are the shepherds of Lily and Bluebell. Your hearts spill over with too many emotions for most mortals to comprehend.

Why did you summon me?

[LOOKS AT MINUET, WHOSE MANY MORTALLY INCOMPREHENSIBLE EMOTIONS MAY BE THE BETTER TONESETTER FOR THIS CONVERSATION]

[ WOW FUCK YOU ]

A while back, Blossom summoned you for an activity where we gave each other stickers that showed something we were secretly feeling. Once that was over, we got these glowing stars . . .

[ He pulls his out, holding it up ]

Do you remember that?

But of course. That was eons ago. It was the priestess' intent to bring you together. Do you not approve?

. . . eons? It was a matter of weeks ago, for us.

Almost exactly a month. Has it been eons for you?

Eons, months, no matter, the time has passed.

Do you wish to relive it? Have you not been brought together?

We wished to inquire as to others, not ourselves.

These stars . . .

They led us to a mural underground with a few tablets. Writings about how this place used to be, before -- whatever happened. Things about Stormy and Blossom.

Did you lead us there intentionally?

The priestess requested that you all be brought together.

The past is something creatures from all realms will rally together for.

. . . are there other repositories of the past here? Or was that the only one?

[ Nodding toward Charon ]

Blossom brought us here to help this world. But I'm not sure we can do that until we understand more about it.

This pasture was built on what little remained of that past. There is plenty to be found if you seek it.

But my role is only to facilitate community and conversation via bonds.

[hmmm]

Is there a way to facilitate it between those who belong to that past, then? The Wolf King, the Wolf King's child, the priestess, and the others remaining who are of this realm?

They do seem to have some, ahhh . . . misunderstandings? That they need to talk through.

Of course. But they would need to be present to take part in my rituals.

[snowman's head turns to them again]

But do you two not seek further communication between yourselves?

I . . . don't think that's been a problem for us lately . . .

Yeah you're a little late, buddy.

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